Invisible. Part 10.

Neva has anniversary! Congratulations are accepted and TP.
Before. Part
“Please do not hang the phone,” the trembling girlish voice muttered into the phone ..
I was dumbfounded.
“Excuse me that I am like this … I just really have no one to turn to …” the voice continued.
I coughed and squeezed out of myself:
– And we are familiar?
– No, no we are not familiar … I don’t even know who you are ..
– Where did you get my number then?
– I scored the first numbers that came to my mind ..
So I met the village (this is how she asked herself to call). She was 15. She studied at school. She studied well. Did not drink, did not smoke. Welled after school with friends. In general, from the side – almost perfect life.
With one little exception. Her father raped her, and the stepmother closed her eyes on this. Her real mother died even when it was 3 or 4 years old. After that, his father did not grieve for long, a year and a half later married a new. Now imagine the condition of a thirteen -year -old girl, who is raping a drunk father one winter evening. And he likes it and he begins to carry out this practice once a week. On Sundays.
Then, when the village called me for the first time – it was Saturday. Gloomy autumn Saturday.
From that day, we began to call up often, to speak. But she never called Mondays … About a month later, she first asked me to come to visit me. It’s strange now to remember this, but I was terribly worried, I went everywhere, wiped the dust, raked it and threw out the garbage … And when she came, she said that she had not even imagined that the bachelor could have such a clean apartment.
When I was at home, she was a frequent of my guest. We listened to music, watched and discussed films, just chatted … I felt very strange at such moments. It seemed to me that the village is the same daughter that I will never have. I, in my 22, and the girls really never had. And then a daughter suddenly takes and appears ..
It is possible that this is all from banal loneliness, but returning to an empty apartment is the worst of what has ever happened to me. Returning to the apartment, knowing that someone sincerely waits for you … that someone needs you … This is the best that happened to me ever.

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I don’t know … I liked the name, I wanted to do something terrible with her, let Satan… The head is tormented.
Well, I wrote about the present, but … no … I already managed to rewrite))) Initially, I wanted to offer an intricate conversation between sa. * Damn, you came up with the name* of the Stone and GG about its past, the past gg and “thereby which should be dead”!

With the help of invisibility, you show yourself, or https://gamblingsitesnotongamstop.co.uk/ almost yourself.
In general at a subconscious level!

Most users of kids for 14 16 years old do not understand what you write!

Talented! I liked it! There are a lot of small details that revive the world in such a small story … The characters are well -shot! When I read it turned on the imagination and directly saw how she with trembling fingers dials the number even herself, not knowing what she wants but hopes. A lot of things are affected! It will be necessary to read other parts ..

And adequate adults have their own affairs, they also cannot sit all day at the computer, and even more than to re-read all blogs in a row. Even for example I, I missed the last 2 issues of invisibility. But I so wanted to throw you a couple of my “branded” ideas.